Finally I will write my tagged entry!

A very long time ago my friend Ishtar http://www.catster.com/cats/597601 tagged me and maybe it is time that I wrote my entry! I feel slightly bad that it took me so long but really, I don't because I am a cat and I do things when I feel like it!

The rules of the game
Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Cats who are tagged, need to post in their Diary the rules & their 7 pawsome facts. Then choose 7 cats to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to purr them a pmail that they have been tagged and to read your Diary or send them a fun Rosette announcing they've been Tagged!

Seven Facts About Me
1. I am a shy and timid girl and do not trust people that I do not know. I do however trust my human and so now even when there are a lot of people over to visit I will come out and say hi and let them dangle a string for me to play with. As long as they don't try to pet me too much or pick me up I am okay with it.

2. Twice a day mom holds me down and rubs this yucky lotion on my chin. I hate it and love it at the same time. I hate being held down but the feeling of mom rubbing that stuff on the itchy acne on my chin feels really good.

3. I love books, bookmarks, and boxes because they are fun to chew on. Expensive law school books taste the best and get the strongest reaction out of my daddy.

4. As soon as a human stands up out of a chair it is fair game so feel free to steal it. I have perfected this art. When they try to take the chair back swat at them and act like they are trying to kill you.

5. The greatest treat in life is licking the food dishes of the humans after they have finished eating. They get to eat so much better stuff than us cats do. If you are too impatient to wait just jump in their lap while they are still eating. Maybe you will luck out and they will give it to you. I have yet to have this happen but I am still working on it.

6. People constantly get me and my "sister" Foosa mixed up because we look so much alike. The difference is that I have a white belly and I wear tiny white booties on my feet.

7. The greatest form of stress in my life is named Foosa. If I am playing sometimes Foosa will come and steal my toy. If we are chasing each other and wrestling sometimes she gets too rough and makes me mad. Other than that I guess she is all right.

I am tagging:
Squeaks http://www.catster.com/cats/762862
Fassah http://www.catster.com/cats/251796
Cassie http://www.catster.com/cats/62541
Foosa http://www.catster.com/cats/643071
Wilma http://www.catster.com/cats/462585
Ethan http://www.catster.com/cats/117611
Mitzi Mayhem http://www.catster.com/cats/482028

My face hurts

I am in need of some purring. I have long had this nagging problem called feline acne. It is not something that is going to kill me or anything but I will have it for the rest of my life and we are really struggling with finding a way to control it without pumping me full of steroid shots for the rest of my life. The doctor gave my mom this new experimental topical gel to put on my chin and boy do I hate it! It burns like wild fire and all it has done is made my condition spread and get worse. The tip of my chin right below my smile line is bright red now too. I guess it would seem that this topical cream isn't going to work so good. Mom is upset too because since she started giving it to me I am not affectionate at night like I used to be and I have taken to hiding under the bed most of the time. She doesn't want to make me miserable! Please if everyone could just put your paws together in the hopes that I will start to feel better me and mommy would really appreciate it.

Bisco

Foosa Picks On Me!

You've seen the pictures. They're right there on the screen! Look how she has me cornered like that. That's not fair. And when I'm sitting at the window looking outside, if Foosa wants to sit there she takes it! I try to fight back but she doesn't take me seriously. I even pulled out a hunk of her hair this morning. See, I wanted to say good morning to mommy. I was so excited to get petted but Foosa ran right by me and monopolized all of mommy's time. I was so aggravated that I grabbed a mouth full of her hair when she ran by. Well, then the hair in my mouth made me gag. Well, mommy petted me anyway but Duchess and I can't compete. She always wants to be sitting on mommy's lap, or rubbing against her leg. I'm just not that kind of girl. I'm just a bit...pickier about when I want affection. Roommates!

The Vet Again?!

Daddy took me to the vet. I think he was a little nervous because I am not the best patient. He said that I did fine up until the doctor came in to look at me. Then I started to hiss and growl a little bit. But when she pulled out that long needle and wanted to stick it in my rear end well that just royally pissed me off! I tried to bite her but I ended up biting dad instead. Normally when I bite people as a warning to leave me alone and stop touching me I don't bite hard. I don't want to hurt anyone! But I was so angry and scared that, well, I think it hurt a little bit. But he was a trooper and didn't complain. He might have called me a name but he didn't stay mad for very long.

I behave badly at the vet

I have always had this little problem called Feline Acne. It bothers me so much! I'm always scratching at it trying to make it feel better but it only makes it worse. Mom took me to the vet about six months ago and they gave me a shot that made it all better. But it's coming back again and I am very upset because it means I have to go back to that scary office where those people hold me down and poke and prod me with things. And I don't know them! I certainly never gave them permission to touch me and do those things to me. And do you know they ignore me when I give them warnings? If I hiss or growl they don't seem to care at all. It makes me think that I'm losing my touch. Maybe I need to learn from Duchess. I heard mom say that Duchess behaves worse than I do in the vet's office. After I had surgery though I was such a bad patient they couldn't give me my pain medicine and then they had to use this special contraption to get me out of the cage to go home. I bet Duchess can't claim that. I still hold the honor of the worst patient in the house and nobody can convince me that I'm not!

I'm a lucky girl

I seem to be passed around a lot. I know that Rika wanted to keep me, but she had to go home to Japan. It was hard to understand why I was being sent away and I was really scared. I hid for days and if mommy tried to come near me I would hiss at her. I wanted to be petted very much, but I was too scared to let anyone near me. I think mommy wondered if she had made a mistake. Then she took me to the vet to get my shots and have me tested for diseases because she was going to get me other friends. But I didn't know what this place was, or what they were doing to me. I was a terrible patient! But I didn't trust any of those people. After a few weeks though I started to get used to the new people in my life and I even started to like them. Now I wake mommy up in the morning by purring in her ear and asking to be petted. I don't think she likes being waked up, but she says it's a better alarm clock than some annoying beeping sound. I am sweet when I want to be, and sparing with my praise. If you want to know me or get my affection then you have to earn it. I love Foosa. We play together all of the time though I swat her when she invades my space bubble too much. I am a loner and will let you know when I am ready for you to worship me. Well, I have a nap to take. I am glad to be on Catster and glad to meet all of the lucky cats out there who have people to love them. I know I sure feel lucky!